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"Yeah, I named him Booker 'cuz he's a BooBook owl...not really original of me, but, oh well..." said Hayley as she watched the other girl stroke Booker's feathers. "He really is soft," said Hayley as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a pouch of owl treats, "You can give one of these if you want," she said, offering the treats, "He'll end up loving you forever....could I really pet your cat when he wakes up," she asked happily. She loved cats, but well, her mom was allergic, so she couldn't have one. Oh well...Booker was just as good, if not even better...
"I didn't know there was an owl species called that..." Melanie said, trailing off. So it wasn't
so original, but it was still a cute name.
"I like it." she informed her, continuing to absentmindedly stroke the owl's soft feathers.
"Sweet! Thanks!" Melanie exclaimed happily, reaching out to take one of the treats Hayley offered her... though she was brave, she wasn't exactly brave enough to stick the treat into the bird's mouth or let him eat it from her hand...That was just asking to get her fingers bit off.
"Yeah...sure, I don't see why not. You just have to let him get used to you first." she answered, with a slight smile. He wasn't the most friendly of cats, but he liked certain people better than others...She was pretty sure he would like Hayley anyway. He tended to like girl's better than guys...most of the time anyway.
"So," she began, glancing up at the first year.
"Have you thought much about what house you want to be in?" she asked her curiously. Yeah...the question was probably far worn out, but she truly wanted to know...
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Jake nodded at the two girls again, before stretching his feet across to the seat opposite, before remembering that Melanie was indeed sitting there. He hesitated for a moment, before crossing his legs and resting his feet so he was laying across the seats. He wore his 4 year old pair of purple sneakers, the ones he cared for like they were his pets... He loved his shoes like his dad loved his car.
"Weren't we still at school in mid-July?" Jake questioned the girl, tilting his head a little and looking over at the younger girl. He watched her mess about with the owl and suddenly craved the company of one of his animals. "Do you girls mind spiders?" he asked the seemingly random question, before sticking two fingers from each hand in his mouth and letting out a shrill whistle.
Within about ten seconds, a small grey tabby cat had bounced into the compartment and onto Jake's precariously balanced body. "Hey, Lolcat," he murmured, petting his one year old kitten, hearing the strong purring. "This is my cat," Jake announced. "Lolcat."
Then Melanie held out the gold, and Jake stared at it for a moment, at first not registering it, but then glaring at it like it did him a great wrong. He wanted to tell her to keep it, but he knew from experience that people didn't like charity, as they called it. He shrugged. "Dunno what you're talking about," Jake stated in an outright lie.
Melanie gave him a funny look as he extended his feet over to where she was sitting, raising an eyebrow. Apparently he'd only forgotten she was sitting there though, because, just as soon as they were there, he'd moved them back onto the other seat.
Melanie shrugged, at Jake's question, still a bit absorbed as she gave Hayley's owl attention. She'd been pretty sure they'd been during the summer then, but then again maybe she was wrong...She hadn't had much of a celebration so it didn't really matter.
Melanie bit her lip as he asked if they liked spiders and quickly made a decision. To lie. there was no way she was admitting to him she didn't like spiders...or anyone else for that matter.
"Umm no!" she answered, a bit to quickly, glancing around the compartment, seemingly casually, but someone who knew her well enough may have seen fear in her eyes. Melanie looked back at him carefully, attempting to act calm. Anyways he'd never said there were any
real spiders in question.
"Why?" AWWW! Melanie eyed the kitten that had jumped happily onto Jake.
"It's so cute." she observed, looking up to be sure her own cat was still serenely sleeping.
"Hey, it's like a pet fest in here." she commented lamely, looking around at the few animals in the compartment. There were just as many pets as they're were humans.
At his next comment Melanie's jaw almost dropped to her knees...and it would have if that weren't physically impossible. Of course she wouldn't be surprised if it had happened, because quite a few other things physically impossible had just taken place. However, one was the most utterly outrageous, unbelievable phenomenon in the history of the entire universe. It just
had to be.
"Jake Upstead, you just lied to my face." she said, in an shocked voice, to match the expression on her face.
"Go on...take your money..." she urged him, still holding it out in the air. She noticed the glare he was giving the bag of coins clutched in her fist and wondered what a bag of money could possibly do to receive such a look.
"What did it do to you?" she asked, without mockery or bitterness, and solely curiosity, though she was getting a bit impatient. After all, what kind of person doesn't take a bag of money that's right fully his anyway?!
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Natasha was walking down the hallway, looking for a compartment. Hopefully she'd be able to find somewhere to sit with not too many people in it, because she doubted there would be many empty compartments left.
She stopped when she heard voices coming from a compartment, where there were only a few people. She opened the door with a smile. "Hey, do you guys mind if I sit here?"
Seeing a familiar face standing out in the aisle way, Melanie beckoned her in, with a friendly smile on her face.
"Sure." she replied, happily.
"I don't mind anyway." she added, scooting over so Natasha could sit next to her if she wanted to.